All of her blankets were just too darned stinky. Time for them to go into the wash.

Lucy pouting because her blankets are in the wash

Lucy after I gave her a clean blanket

Called in Lucy prescription for her allergy medication and waited for them to call back to tell us they were ready for pick up.

I had to tip toe around Lucy to put on my shoes, get my purse out, and drape my car key lanyard around my neck after they called.

Then I was ready for her.

I picked up her ‘traveling clothes’ (harness) and she went wild. She sat with great impatience while I buckled her into it as soon as I fastened the second buckle she shot to the front door only to have to wait while I put on my coat and hooked her up to her leash.

She dragged me to the van and had me lift her back side in (why should she jump if she didn’t have to?) Once she settled in her crate, we were off.

At the vet’s she bounced out of her crate, dragged me to the door, through the entrance, in the next door and right into the reception office…not the waiting room. Nope. She insists on the office so she can love on whomever is available in there.

I fear I’ve lost my sense of humor.

It completely disappeared a while back.

If you find it please return it to me.

I need a few laughs.

2 more school shootings.

Are we discussing the gun laws in the US yet?

Nope.

The NRA holds Congress, the Senate, and #45 in the palm its hand.

It is way past time for discussion.

No more dead children!

Stop the violence.

We had rain. Plenty of rain.

If it were possible I’d ship it to my cousin in Alamogordo, NM. She sure could use all the wet weather we’ve had.

We could use some of her dry weather.

You gotta wipe my feet again?

Geeez!

For those of you who don’t believe me…

Our mud hole of a yard.

1 a.m. and it is 42 degrees.

I can live with that.

What I can’t live with is the mud hole for a back yard.

And what is predicted for the day weather wise?

Rain.

Can’t even enjoy going to the store. Nope, it’s no fun when you have to dodge the rain with a grocery cart.

Not looking forward to that…

Behold! The queen of mud!

She snores so loud I can hear her from across the room.

She’s rolled up in her blanket with her nose tucked tightly in her paws.

She had a busy day playing ball with her Daddy.

I hate it when I have one of those days where I look at the clock and do a double take. WTF? Where did the day go?

I got nothing accomplished.

Why?

I opened my kindle.

I really need to find a place in the warm. A lovely beach. A small cottage by the sea.

I keep telling The Curmudgeon this cold weather will be the death of me.

Once again my use of the inhaler has ramped up to several times a day…it is prescribed at two puffs every four hours as needed. Well, it has been needed.

Lucy isn’t real pleased with the snow and cold either.

Wanted: A cottage by the warm sea. A place for my dog and me.

The Curmudgeon likes it here, he hasn’t the courage to move away, so he can stay.

Lucy went to her vet appointment for a recheck on her sore butt.

She’s completely recovered and the vet says all is well.

Since we had snow, Lucy wore her hoodie and hat to the vet’s office and immediately stole the show. She loved up on the receptionist, she loved up on all the techs, and even after her vet did the squeezy with her anal glands, she loved up on her too.